On the official road, Confucius's grandfather and grandfather looked at the direction of the Great Zhou Imperial City, and gradually fell into contemplation,

But soon, this atmosphere was broken by the little guy.

"Master, the little one knows that the Youwang is not as simple as he imagined, but that Wu Ju sent a secret letter, and said that he invited the lord to the imperial city to govern, but what about the sincerity?

The slave Xiaojia grew up in the Confucian Mansion and has always followed Uncle Kong Fang and knows a lot of things.

"Xiao Jia, the imperial city has undergone great changes overnight, and many things must have happened, and your Uncle Wu Ju may not be able to pull away......"

Seeing that the slave's resentment was hard to dissipate, Uncle Kong Fang smiled faintly.

At his level, he will never be bothered by such trivial matters.

At the moment, as long as it is certain that the Youwang is the same as described in Wu Ju's letters, he is a "hermit",

He will be able to display all his talents in the Great Zhou Imperial City, and even let his children and grandchildren take the Great Zhou as the main one!

"Alas, sir, I can't say anything about you...... Anyway, there will be a hundred miles to the Great Zhou Imperial City, and when the time comes, everything will soon come to light!"

This time, Xiao Jia hugged his sleeves and didn't say anything more.

Drive, drive, drive!

Just as the people in the carriage were about to continue moving, dozens of fast horses came at the end of the official road.

"Phew!"

Stopped, and a sturdy lieutenant jerked over and dismounted, and came to the front of the car.

"Your Excellency, but Uncle Kong, Master Kong?"

"Who are you?" Uncle Kong Fang in the car leaned over again.

"The last general is the captain under the command of Wu Ju, and he is ordered by His Majesty to escort the adults into Beijing!"

"Oh?"

Uncle Kong Fang saw that the spirit of the soldiers was very good, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Xiao Jia, didn't Your Majesty send someone to pick us up?" and then he turned to look at the slave whose eyes had widened.

"Master, the team retracts what they just said, but it's ....."

"Alright, let's go!"

In this way, under the escort of the Praetorian Guard, Uncle Kong Fang's family rushed to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Naturally, the speed of escort is much faster than before.

The words were divided into two sides, and when the school captains received Uncle Kong Fang, the 10,000 people summoned by Ji Xuan had already gathered at the city gate.

"Wow, this is the Great Zhou Imperial City?

"Yes, I look average, the momentum is very strong but the fineness is insufficient, what age is it still used to cast the city with stones......"

"I think so, our village is made of blue bricks and gray tiles, but I didn't expect that the imperial city is still made of stone......"

"Alright, don't pick and choose! this is where we live from now on....."

They pointed at the gates and talked about it.

Squeak!

At this time, the city gate slowly opened, and Wu Ju and Wei Zhongxian walked out of the city gate with hundreds of guards.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"This general, we were originally the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but our hometown was affected by natural disasters, so we had no choice but to go to the imperial city, and I hope the general will take it in!"

Seeing Wu Ju, the "village chief" at the front of the line hurriedly arched his hand.

"Oh, this is natural, His Majesty King Youwang has already ordered me to arrange for you here! By the way, I don't know the old man's name, but the ....... of these people"

After glancing at Wei Zhongxian, Wu Ju spoke.

They had expected that there would be a lot of chaos at the gates of the city, but they didn't expect that the situation would be much better than they had imagined.

Looking at the calm expression of the old man who opened his mouth, everyone was headed by him, and he must be a person of prestige.

"The old man is the village chief of Dijia Village, and he is ashamed to say ......"

When the village chief saw Wu Ju's kind attitude, he was a little inexplicably nervous.

He has not met a few big officials in his life, but he has met a lot of small officials, and it is the first time that he is as good at talking as Wu Ju.

"Since Di Lao is the village head, it will be much easier to do, due to the great changes that took place in the imperial city a few days ago, there are no people in the city at present, so after entering the city, I hope that Di Lao will arrange the distribution of houses.......

Wu Ju nodded, and then took out a drawing, which was densely packed with the distribution plans of some houses.....

This drawing was given to him by Ji Xuan when he left the palace.

Coincidentally, this scene happened to be watched by a young man in white who was mixed in the crowd.

"Yes, yes, this general's force value is very high, and he should be able to become a ninth-level martial artist in a few months, but he didn't bully others, let alone arbitrarily instruct the people to ......."

After talking to himself, he took out a scroll as if he had put down some baggage, and read it with peace of mind.

"Huaiying, why did you make your old mistake again, this is a place to read, why don't you hurry up and pack up and prepare to go into the city to find a place to settle down!"

As a result, the young man had just turned a few pages, and the voice of a middle-aged woman came from behind him.

At first glance, the young man known as Huaiying hurriedly settled on the books.

"Mother, the child knows that he is wrong, and the child will clean up ......"

After putting away the books, the young man once again became Wenwen weak.

In the blink of an eye, after some arrangements, the guards near the city gate completely let go, and 10,000 people, under the leadership of Village Chief Di, entered the Great Zhou Imperial City.

"Boss Di, this is your house, a small courtyard!"

"Di Huaijun, this is your house, your family of five, three houses, and one small courtyard!"

"Di Huaiying........."

However, although the house was completely divided under the command of the village chief, the faces of the people were a little ugly.

They looked at the house made of earth and wood, and their brows were deeply wrinkled.

After hastily putting down their things, they all ran to a large courtyard.

"Village chief, don't you know how to burn green bricks? can you burn some for us tomorrow, and let me rebuild the house, this house is a little broken!"

"That is, I am used to living in a blue brick house....."

"Okay, everyone, don't be impatient, isn't it just green bricks? This is simple, prepare more plant ash when you go back today, and tomorrow the old man will start firing ......."

In fact, not only ordinary people, but also village chiefs are not used to living in this kind of house.

.......

The scene here at the city gate Ji Xuan, who was born in the palace, didn't know,

At this moment, he just exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the momentum on his body was much more stable than before.

Since becoming a seventh-level martial artist, Ji Xuan has actually liked the feeling of cultivation, and every time he breathes, he always has a feeling of fluttering immortals......

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhang asks to see you!"

At this time, a young father-in-law bowed down in front of Ji Xuan and said cautiously.

"Zhang Yuan, let him in!"

The corners of Ji Xuan's mouth curled slightly.

If the guess is correct, it should be that there is news about something outside.

"The old slave has seen Your Majesty!"

Entering the main hall, Zhang Yuan bowed and bowed, his eyes were shining,

After becoming the pinnacle of a sixth-level martial artist, his momentum was more than several times stronger than before.